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By Jack Joseph Smith

I was in the cell of The Silence of The Lambs Years before the movie And it was tougher than Solid oak door with a peak No tolit or bink of light And no bunk either Striped down by the cops Naked fighting How good I felt Seeing it on film And maybe a cop or two did as well When you are alive Old days are good days They make you think about how hard is the end of time

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GPT

A dark cell remembered from before The Silence of The Lambs becomes an occasion for naked fighting, grim recognition, and the old-days knowledge that time ends hard.

The memory refuses any glamour the movie later gave confinement; oak door, no light, no bunk, and the stark source words tolit and bink reduce the body to bare survival. Saying it felt good to see that ordeal on film is bitter, because recognition arrives through culture and maybe through the pleasure of the same cops who made it happen. Old days are good days lands as a damaged proverb: being alive enough to remember them is what makes the end of time feel hard.


Claude

The memory strips away any glamour the movie later lent confinement: 'Solid oak door with a peak / No tolit or bink of light / And no bunk either', the body reduced to 'Striped down by the cops' and 'Naked fighting.' Saying 'How good I felt / Seeing it on film' is bitter recognition, arriving through culture and maybe through the pleasure of 'a cop or two' who shared it. The damaged proverb 'Old days are good days' turns on its own grim logic -- being alive to remember them is what 'make[s] you think about / how hard is the end of time.'